gambitgirlie

I apparently forgot that being Irish, and the color of milk, burn like the bloody wrath of Hell when I go out in the sun for more than 10 seconds, and went out uncovered for more than 4 hours. I am as pink as a newborn baby mouse, and twice as cranky.

So the day went like this:

9:00 am- Wanna go to the swapmeet? Sure!

10:00 am- Let's fucking go!!!!honk honk


10:30 am- delicious juice.. and plunge in to SwapMeet Hell.

11am-1pm- shopping, touching, evaluating, buying.
We ended up with a Clockwork Orange Tee, some razor blades, a pair of 25 hole double buckle mens boots, a hand drawn portrait of Lucy and one of Bogie, ans a GIANT FUCKOFF HEAVY Japanese Pachinko machine. YAY for Capitalism!!!

1:30 pm- Toxic Hell and more juice

2:00 pm- went to the Devil(aka WalMart).

3:00 pm- Picked up The Kid,aka leavemehere for his first tattoo.The appointment is at 4 pm. The drawing was bust-off-in-your-ass fabulous, and should be seen asap!
(And no he did not scream like a bitch. Damn, I was hoping he would..)

4:00 pm- waiting...
4:30 pm- waiting......
5:00 pm- still motherfucking waiting...

5:15 pm- Run! Go! Fly free and be tattooed!
5:30 pm- I'm going home to sleep....

6:00 pm to now- no description due to hands too busy for typing.